Angel couldn’t lift him. xxx +-+-+
Upstairs in the balcony, Rich looked down at the stage as Ginger Snapz, a petite and busty redhead, was swinging around the pole, center stage. “Don’t pretend to be a knight in shining armor.”
He bent down, sliding one arm under Angel’s back, the other under her knees. “You’re just another scumbag who buys sex from cheap whores. A thin line of crimson slowly appeared under the metal blade. But he couldn’t. Rich tossed the bra at the trashcan, not paying enough attention to know whether it went in or not. They expected her to do anything. “Angel, look at me,” he spoke softly, still concerned with her gasping for air. Physically, she was exhausted.
